The mystery spy with dark secrets
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As my eyelids started fluttering from the sound of booming against the floor,I eagerly tried to move but soon realized that I couldn't .My head started to thump louder and louder whilst I tried to keep my eyes from closing. I heard mutters from what I guess was a door. As the great door flew off hinges,lights flew into my the dark room making my eyes burn.
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JESUS CHRIST WHAT DO YOU WANT?" My hands were clenched into fists by my sides and my jaw was clenched in anger. I watched as his jaw loosened and his shoulders slumped. He sighed, looking down at the floor. "I want you." **************************************** He was wild. But it was the kind of wild that had everyone stop and stare as his presence filled the room. His life was like a storybook that we all wanted to read. But maybe his wildness was a cover-up for his hurt.Concluída
BACK HOME (G&B)
His body felt hot all over again, and he felt shamefully how his member get a bit hard in his pants, the deep voice talking in the foreigner language sent shivers through his body, the moan he could heard from the woman inside the room was proof that she also felt that way. "crie autant que tu veux, je n'en ai pas fini avec toi..." (scream all you want, i'm not finished with you)Concluída
The Hunter. The Hunted.
I sat at the bottom of the at the rounded table. His eyes were on me, like a moth to a flame. I stood up and ran out of the room and down a dark corridor. I got to a door and fumbled with the handle. Next I knew I pushed up against it harshly. "Your're not running this time, Princess"Concluída
Bitten
I woke up sitting in a chair with my hands tied behind me and my head pounding, I couldn't see much of anything past myself under the lamp beating down on my head. I tried to look around it was no use the rest of the room was too dark, I could hear voices from outside the door but I couldn't make out what the two men were talking about, as I thought that the door opened a crack and I just could make out what was being discussed....
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I woke up. I was in an unknown place. I couldn't remember anything, so I started searching for clues to find my existence there. I headed towards the exit keeping in mind that I have to get out of there at any cost. I opened the door and looked behind to find I was in a hotel. 'Room number 707' as it read. I turn towards the neighbouring room. There was light peeping out of it. I wondered and looked inside through the keyhole. I saw some quaint things. Read to find out.
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